It was like it was happening in slow motion. I felt the ribbon get lighter and looked up just in time to see the bottom of the balloon just slip from the ribbon and out of my reach. Everyone that saw this begin just watched as I tried to jump and read the drifting gift. Ethan kept watching for it. He looked at the sky until we could no longer see the little speck that was his balloon.
I was a little unsure of how he would handle the balloon he had waited all day to play with floating away and out of sight. I approached him and said, "Ethan, I'm so sorry your balloon floated away. If you want, Mommy will get you another balloon on Monday." He just kept looking up at the sky and said nothing. "Ethan...can you still see it?" It was I'm sure nothing but a tiny dot in the big blue sky by now. He looked at me smiling and said, "It's ok Mommy, Shyla wanted to play with it." He hoped down and went playing on the playground.